This choice: It's Blessed! David Grows! • Go Back...Chapter #4It's Blessed! David Grows! by: Syrls   David tossed his handful of tissues into the wastebasket by his desk, groaning softly with pleasure and laying back in his office chair. He groaned softly with pleasure and licked his lips, feeling more satisfied than usual with his self-induced orgasm. That warm feeling of pleasure spread from his groin outward, and in seconds David was tingling all over; so much so that he let out a soft moan and reached down to grip his shaft out of reflex.
He was hard as a rock.
David let out a grunt and glanced down at himself with amazement. He’d fooled around with himself enough times to know that he didn’t simply get erect again within seconds after having an orgasm. Not that he was complaining. With a snarl of pleasure he gripped his sensitive shaft and slowly squeezed, his hand stroking up and down. As he lay back in his chair with his briefs around his knees he felt a new sensation, a growing discomfort in his muscular thighs.
With a snarl he stood up in his chair, only for the sleek, black chair to lift up with him. Quite comically his chair had become stuck to his muscular rump, something which also had never happened to him before. It had taken him a week to find a good office chair that was comfortable and wide enough for his muscular thighs. And now it was too small again? That couldn’t be right. He firmly gripped both plastic armrests and pushed them apart with his hands, prying the chair off his rump and letting it tumble to the floor below.
“What the hell is going on…” He muttered. David took a few steps toward his mirror, stumbling briefly when his briefs held tight around his knees, the sound of threads snapping forcing him to stop mid-stride and readjust his pace. After a few ‘baby steps’ to his mirror he immediately saw the problem. Where he used to have his mirror looked lower than before, and somehow smaller as well. In fact, as he looked around his room, everything looked smaller than he remembered. Perhaps most telling of all was the fact that he was stooping over to avoid scraping his horns against the ceiling, which he’d not realized he was doing until he saw that he was hunched over and bent at the knees in his mirror.
“I’m taller…I’m TALLER!” He let out a booming laugh at the sight of himself. He lifted his chin and stood up a bit straighter, delightedly nuzzling at the ceiling for a few moments before stooping back down to grin at himself in the mirror. After a few moments of admiring his reflection he noticed something else. The cobalt drake curled his arms downward and drew them inward, flexing his thick, meaty pectorals in the mirror. He let out a groan of pleasure at the feeling of strength he felt, the tightness and firmness in those muscles that was a little more intense than he remembered. It was if he’d gained muscle mass all over, relative to his new size.
David chuckled deeply and spent the next few minutes admiring himself in the mirror. He noted as best he could just how much muscle mass he’d gained. A few inches in girth around his biceps, more definition to his abs, a rock-hard ass…He was enjoying the sight of himself so much that he kept his erection through the entire process of reacquainting himself with his own body. He panted softly and put his hands on his hips, shaking his head in disbelief. He couldn’t even look himself in the eyes on his own mirror anymore, but that didn’t matter! He was more pleased with everything below his neck; even his cock seemed bigger! He hefted that thick slab of meat and let out a soft groan of pleasure. This was quite the gift he’d been given, and whatever he did, it would have to take advantage of his new size.
But what should he do? He thought he had a grasp of why he'd grown...but then again, it might be fun to show someone first!
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